Yet Another Hopeful

[.::Tyrant::.]

Pads tracd the footmarks of the many dogs that had marched along just inside the park, paralell to the fence. Maw was lowered, snuffling sounds issuing from flared, leatery nares. Finally, Riley gave and excited yip and lifted his head, dark eyes dancing. This was the place! The freshest scent he had found, probably no more than a few hours old. This was the place where he should call.

Lifting his long ivory muzzle, the Irish Red and White setter released a shrill bark, carrying both respective and demanding tones. Asking a member of the gang to come and meet him. This is it! He thought, arrow straight plume wagging madly. A gang! Finally!

A doggish grin etched into his muzzle, and he crouched into a laying position. Must make a good first impression, he tought, pressing his stomach to the ground and tucking his tail in submission. Once he was sure that his posture was right, he stilled himself, awaiting the arrival of a scout, or the Top Dog himself.

ooc: Maybe, Suia, this can be Feraimo's first job? He could hear the bark from the hollow and come to investigate? After all, it's his duty, being a scout.

[siua]

Apprearing at the site of the noice was a tall dog with a sort of Egypt look. He was a Pharoah hound. Moving swiftly towards Rilely, he stopped to look over the dog. Seeing his usbmissive position, he nodded to himself. This one was respectful atleast. Just now he began to talk, his voice rather hollow and low. There was no anger placed in it, it was said in a kind way.

Who are you, And why are you in The Gangs territory?

This was asked, still looking at the dog. Eyes were narrowed slightly. This one seemed like he would be a good hunter.. But he wasn't in the right position to say so.

[What does he have to do with new dogs? Bring them to the base and wait for Tyrant?]

[.::Tyrant::.]

ooc: Yeah. But he can send him away without Tyrant's permission if he's /really/ nasty. And if he attacks, Feraio should call for th help of a guardian mainly, but maybe try to fight him a little bit.

bic: Milky muzzle was pushed to the floor as a pharoah hound approached, eyes taking on a hopeful gleam. Riley smiled up at the male, plume beating weakly behind him, despite being tucked. After the brute ahd spoken, he slowly got to his feet, careful to remain crouching slightly, and crawled forward, reaching up to lick Feraimo's chin repectfully. The brute before him, he knew, wasn't the Top Dog. But being submissive, he also knew, might provide him safe passage to this male's lord.

"My dubbance is Riley, sir. My intentions are to join the gang that you serve." He explained, pushing himselfd to the ground once more, plume still wagging. His paws tingled happily as he stared up at the male. Everything about this dog hinted over-excitement.

[siua]

A brow raised, and the dog nodded slightly, listening to what was said, and trying to remember the name. Riley. Short and simple. He smile seeing he was acting submissive, but shook his head slightly. He didnt mind if this dog wasnt submissive. He liked the kind ones.

No need to act submissive to me. I am Feraimo. A scout as you might have noticed. though you will have to be submissive to the Top Dog. Understand?

He would wait for a reply.

[.::Tyrant::.]

ooc: Prepare for short post. 3...2...1.... lift off! Ugh....

bic: Riley nodded enthusiastically, levering himself off the floor slightly higher than before. Slightly. "Yes, sir." He said eagerly, nodding again. His tail wagged madly and his tongue rolled ot of parted jaws, panting to cool himself off in the blistering heat.

[siua]

[Lol! I'm going to do a short post HERE... But in the Hollow longer... Sorry!]

The brute set off, gaze shifting around for a second to make sure he was following. He would head to the hollow now. Hopefully Tyrant will be back.. If not, well that was too bad. He would wait.